My Old Blog!

Ah! My old blog! It's been almost a year since I wrote here! Yet, I am quite surprised how apt my title is and how relevant the content is to my current life, almost a whole year later. I still dream of a new foot, and instead of having simply the one problem with the tendons and ligaments, the surgery has reared it's ugly head and produced a new problem. Yes, even more severe pain resides in the inside of my left ankle, as permanent cartilage damage, possibly requiring a cartilage transplant. Even though the cartilage was damaged before the surgery, there was no pain in that area prior to surgery. The surgeon recommended micro-drilling the bone surrounding the dead cartilage to form a "false" cartilage "just to be sure" that if the pain was originating from there that they would get it, despite the fact that before the surgery I did not have pain in that region. Ever heard of the saying, "If it's not a problem, don't change it" ? Well, after my experience, I cannot recommend this more. Anything touched, necessarily or unnecessarily, almost always results in worsening the problem or creating side-effects that are vastly worse than the problem that previously existed. This is why, although doctors are usually good at diagnosing a problem, most techniques are not yet developed enough to be side-effect free. This is mostly due to the human body's incredibly complexity, in addition to the human doctor's incredibly clumsy hand, in comparison. My best advice is prevention. This is the only way one can really be sure to avoid problems and the even worse problems associated with medical side-effects and the pain of surgical procedures, not to mention the pain of trying to pay medical bills on no income. 

Back to legalese and jargonese and law-life! I am taking the June FYLSE. I need a couple kicks in the but a day to get in my goal of 2 essays per day and 45 minutes of reading and lectures per day. It's been really tough so far. A good 'ol routine would be just what I need, although currently, there is not much to keep me from diverting from my routine, especially with my sporadic temporary work assignments at various law firms. I am thinking of establishing a morning routine of writing an essay while I eat my oatmeal, while my lunch sandwiches are melting on the sandwich maker , and just before I take my shower and dress for work. And if I am not currently working, then leave out the "dress for work" and replace with, "dress for studying." If you are out there studying, good luck!

Only Time Will Tell

There is something quite unsettling about unfinished business. So, here it goes. Where shall I go? Or shall I stay here, all warm, comfortable, and sandy? Shall or work or dabble? Work, most definitely. Shall I stay warm and southern, yet slightly isolated? Or, shall I move North, and bear the risk of job failure, noisy neighbors, slushy snow, and frosty winters with an uncertain direction? Or, shall I go West and face a similar fate as if I went North? All this moving about must end somewhere. Usually, I go where the pieces fall, as fate is usually determined by these. Time will reveal my destiny. 

Florida Tree Frogs Love to Stick to Windows, plants, and stay close to home

Florida, where I live, is a Beautiful Jungle

Jacksonville Beach is a strange paradise of few people

Geckos- These things are all over the place!

Prehistoria, Here I am

Hello Everyone,

So many things have happened since I last met with you. Perhaps this is why I haven't written! Too much going on, too much to say. I am now in Florida, enjoying the warm, humid weather and the fear of cockroaches and alligators alike. At night, sweating out a phone call as bugs zap in the electrical bug zapper and my eyes frantically scan the pleiostene-age vegetation for the glowing eyes of some prehistoric amphibian with a mouth full of teeth, I wonder just why it is that I am here. Really, it's because I am not somewhere else, say, humid, mucky and shopping mall-filled Chicagoland or San Francisco where law students go to die. Pardon my pessimism, but memories just tend to attach themselves to the places they were wrought, kind of like mold on bread left way too long in the pantry. 

On a more pleasant note, my ankle has healed well from the surgery, but still needs 6 weeks of physical therapy to get back to normal. On a darker note, my right ankle now seems to be exhibiting the same pre-surgery symptoms of my left ankle. 

My law firm website material is in it's last stages and needs a little motivation to spice it up (and finish it up)! 

I met this amazing Jewish lady at the pool today. She has all the energy and excitement of an undergraduate. Her normal talk of doctors, hospitals (my parents work at a hospital), parent occupations, sibling occupations and grades, and search for other Jewish individuals excited and enticed me. I'm not sure why yet, but nevertheless, I haven't met someone so inspiring in over two years! 

Oh yeah, I swim. It's fantastic. I started last summer, and kept it up at UCSF's outdoor swimming pool a few times throughout the year. It's not a running substitute, but it will have to do for now. My stretch goal is a triathalon within 2 years. Tomorrow the beautiful white sandy beaches of Jacksonville. 

The true business of my days has yet to be told, involving a rehauling of living, travel, and study plans. When we meet again, dear readers.